[The gentle kiss (a warm thing, and offered so softly) to his cheek brings a smile to Charles' face. Selfishly, though, it's not quite enough. He allows Kyle to pull away, but then frees one of his hands to draw him back in with a hand on his face for another kiss: to the other man's lips this time, drawn out, and savouring.
He feels vaguely dazed when they finally part, but it's a brilliant combination of sensations, full of life, colour, and depth. Charles exhales slowly, and tries to claw back awareness of what the other man had asked before he'd given in to what he'd wanted at the moment.]
You... you own a motorcycle?
[Yeah, he probably could have done better on the uptake with that one.]
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He feels vaguely dazed when they finally part, but it's a brilliant combination of sensations, full of life, colour, and depth. Charles exhales slowly, and tries to claw back awareness of what the other man had asked before he'd given in to what he'd wanted at the moment.]
You... you own a motorcycle?
[Yeah, he probably could have done better on the uptake with that one.]